text_original: To gallop madly round a field,   Who tries to catch me is a goose, And then with dignity to yield My stately back for rider's use; To feel as only horses can, When matters take their proper course, And no one notices the man, While loud applauses greet the horse!
text_transcription: TO GALLOP MADLY ROUND A FIELD WHO TRIES TO CATCH ME IS A GOOSE AND THEN WITH DIGNITY TO YIELD MY STATELY BACK FOR RIDERS USE TO FEEL AS ONLY HORSES CAN WHEN MATTERS TAKE THEIR PROPER COURSE AND NO ONE NOTICES THE MAN WHILE LOUDER PLUSES GREET THE HORSE
phonemes: tə ɡˈæləp mˈædli ɹˈaʊnd ɐ fˈiːld,   hˌuː tɹˈaɪz tə kˈætʃ mˌiː ɪz ɐ ɡˈuːs, ænd ðˈɛn wɪð dˈɪɡnᵻɾi tə jˈiːld maɪ stˈeɪtli bˈæk fɔːɹ ɹˈaɪdɚz jˈuːs; tə fˈiːl æz ˈoʊnli hˈɔːɹsᵻz kˈæn, wˌɛn mˈæɾɚz tˈeɪk ðɛɹ pɹˈɑːpɚ kˈɔːɹs, ænd nˈoʊwˈʌn nˈoʊɾɪsᵻz ðə mˈæn, wˌaɪl lˈaʊd ɐplˈɔːzᵻz ɡɹˈiːt ðə hˈɔːɹs!